-*Dandy's World Oneshots*-

⚘✿Losing after loss.✿⚘

Poor dandy :(

(Small AU, Dandy has nothing to do with any experiments and is one himself.)

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Dandy sat on his bed, drawing a picture of him and Pebble. His photo album was spread across the sheets, with images of him and his puppy playing closer to the flower. He sniffed and stopped, clenching his pencil in grief as tears fell onto the paper.

"He's not dead! I just need to go pick him up! He's just being taken on a walk....YEah! I dOn't need to miss him...." He says, slowly sobbing as he continues. Pebble was with the handlers. He's going to be okay! His sweet pup is gonna be okay!

He's not though.

Bones crunch as Pebble feasts on one of the old workers.

"Success. Copy and send him off." A scientist says, waving his hand at Dandy's handler.

"Will do sir."

Dandy knows what happened. He doesn't want to believe. He doesn't want this reality to exist. He can't do anything or he'll suffer the same fate as the previous worker. Meat for the grinder. He hates what he is and hates what he becomes. He knows. He knows and he can't help his poor puppy as the creature rots in this man-made hell.

Astro walks in, the waning crescent sitting next to his best friend, leaving the blanket he bore next to him on the bed. He pulls his best friend into a hug, holding the flower with all four of his arms, their solum solitude allowing him to be himself for a bit.

Dandy found comfort in his friend, but we know how life works.

It's not made to last.

Dandy stood by the door for the elevator, waiting for toons to come back up from their run.

Cosmo.

Vee.

Flutter.

Scraps.

Glisten.

Poppy.

Rodger.

....

The rest were gone. Subject to experimentation a few days ago or dead on this run.

Astro was just there? Did he stay back? Is he asleep in his room? Why did he not come back up? HE SHOULD BE HERE. WHY IS HE NOT HERE?!

HE CAN'T BE DEAD, HE CAN'T. HE HAD JUST LOST PEBBLE, NOW ASTRO?! HIS BEST FRIEND, CAN'T.BE.DEAD.

But he is. You can't change it. They were all subject to the slaughter to begin with. Accepting this role was suicide. 

Dandy can't believe it. He stands there, staring at the empty elevator, the door closes as it's beckoned to another floor.

He's gone.